In Between Fussy Time

I promise I didn't get lost at Hobby Lobby. {although I easily could}
And I didn't fall asleep from such sheer exhaustion and woke up forgetting that I had a blog. {although I could see this happening}

The explanation for this absence is simple: I have been so enamored by this little girl that I have decidedly taken another hiatus from blogging. You moms understand, right?

A lot has happened since the last time I posted. Aside from the slew of almost daily visitors who have taken their turns to see Camden, we had her baptism, fought head-on with colic {our solution: an aggressive combination of gripe water + organic chamomile tea + colic tabs, if needed}, and are now getting ready celebrate two months of our sweet little pea.

It's fairly simple and idyllic. Our family of three has made it this far on an erratic schedule dictated by our now almost 12 pound girl, and so far, it works. Despite my need to systemize everything, I have learned more and more as the days go by that life, especially that with an infant, isn't always black and white, and there aren't enough Excel spreadsheets or cutely framed Pinterest chore lists to dictate my day. I am at the sheer whim and mercy of a seven-and-a-half week old. And yet, I'm okay with all this. 

If I hadn't said it before, I say it again now: If there is anything I've learned from this, from my pregnancy with Aubrey & Finley to losing them, to getting through our darkest days waiting to get pregnant again, my second pregnancy, and now having an infant, it is that we cannot control everything. And for the first time in my life, I'm actually okay with that.


Ruby Agustin said...

What motherhood can do!! I love you my honeybee - and for as long as I'm here, I'll help you the farthest I can every time you want me to!

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